After the Doomsday Rebirth, My Whole Family is Big Brother

Everyone quietly watched the scene in front of them.

No one spoke to stop it.

The old man of seventy years of age, with surprisingly strong hands, tightly choked He Yunxi's throat.

He didn't speak to Yunxi, but just looked at the old man in front of him with a half-smile, without even struggling.

With so many people, he couldn't escape.

Perhaps, this is also a relief.

"Let's go!"

Leng Yebai subconsciously stood in front of Bai Xizhu, blocking Bai Xizhu's sight.

If those dark and bright eyes were sad, it would hurt his heart.

Bai Xizhu took a deep look at the mad old man behind Leng Yebai, and left here slowly.

This kind of thing will become numb after seeing too much.

But every time I see it, my heart is still touched.

Bai Xizhu didn't have the heart to watch what happened later, it was Bai Zhengxuan who described it with a sad face.

He Yunxi was eventually strangled to death.

Unable to understand his hatred, the old man burned He Yunxi and his wife who had turned into a zombie.

Later, the old man's body was found in the wheat field.

He was holding a blood-stained blue down jacket, and his body was covered with coagulated blood.

The old man cut his wrist.

His granddaughter is his only relative in this world, and it is also the driving force that supports him to live.

Without her, it would be difficult for the old man to face the end times alone.

Bai Zhengxuan and Uncle Wang buried the old man and the bones found in He Yunxi's room. The new graves, one large and one small, looked a little lonely in the endless wheat fields.

A week after the end of the world.

No rescue.

The tenth day of the last days.

Still no help.

Today is New Year's Eve.

Usually at this time, every family will cook a table of good dishes, watch the Spring Festival Gala, and welcome the new year.

Today, the wind is cold and bleak.

There are more than a hundred cars parked near the wind power plant, and there is not much food left in the cars.

Rice noodles are still enough for a while, but I can’t be hungry when I’m hungry, mainly because I’m greedy.

Just in time for New Year's Eve, some people are greedy for dumplings.

There are no vegetables, no meat, and dumplings cannot be wrapped.

There is no danger these days, and when there is no danger, I start to get greedy.

Everyone's mentality has also changed. They don't know when the rescue will come, and they don't know how long the food will last.

At the beginning, some people often guarded the car, fearing that people who had no food would steal it.

It's not that such a thing has never happened. There was a car whose trunk was pried open by someone, and all the food was lost!

Without a camera, Captain Zhu and the police officers could do nothing.

Bai Xizhu's family is bold, and they never worry about things being stolen.

They were all overwhelmed by the heaven-defying abilities of the Bai family.

Pick the persimmon softly.

Therefore, Bai Xizhu's family has been living in peace these few days.

In the bus, a family gathers around a small table.

The pure white dough was shaped into various shapes in Bai Anhai's hands, and then turned into small noodles.

Bai Zhengxuan quickly took the rolling pin, and the thin dumpling wrapper was ready.

Leng Yebai looked at the dumpling wrappers in his hands with a serious face, and almost strictly guaranteed that the filling of each dumpling was the same.

This is his first Spring Festival with his family.

He grew up in an orphanage, and the orphanage would give each child a bowl of dumplings during the Spring Festival, so it was considered the Spring Festival.

It turns out that having a family is really sweet.

"Are you obsessive-compulsive?"

Bai Xizhu looked at the same-sized dumplings wrapped in Leng Yebai, and twitched the corners of her mouth slightly.

The number of pinches on each dumpling is the same.

"...Is the package not good?"

Leng Yebai paused, slightly nervous.

This is the first time he has celebrated the Spring Festival like this. In his heart, this dinner is very sacred.

I am afraid that because of myself, I will spoil everyone's interest.

"It's well packed!" Bai Xizhu affirmed Leng Yebai's hard work, glanced at the dense sweat on Leng Yebai's forehead and said, "Aren't you tired like this?"

The cold wind howled outside the car window.

There was sweat on Leng Yebai's forehead.

"Not tired!"

The corner of Leng Yebai's mouth twitched slightly.

As long as you don't dislike him!

Bai Yifan looked relieved at making the dumplings Leng Yebai, the young man has a bright future!

In the past, Bai Yifan made dumplings.

Now, someone has inherited his title of dumpling master!

Bai Xizhu, Wang Yiyun and grandma Liu Jing surrounded the work as supervisors.

"Old man, your skin is too thick, roll it out again!" Liu Jing pointed critically at a certain dumpling skin.

"okay!"

Bai Zhengxuan quickly took the rolling pin and rolled it twice.

"Father, son, knead this ball of dough a few more times, so it's so strong." Wang Yiyun curled her lips.

"okay!"

Bai Anhai quickly kneaded the dough.

"Leng Yebai, can you not raise your orchid fingers when you make dumplings?"

Bai Xizhu looked at Leng Yebai who had a toothache.

The slender and fair fingers are more beautiful than her curled orchid fingers, I can't bear it!

Leng Yebai: ...

A certain three ladies don't work by themselves, so they have a lot of demands!

"Sister, brother-in-law can't change this!" Bai Yifan gritted his teeth and gestured with an orchid finger, "He learned how to make dumplings from his father!"

Bai Anhai, a well-known gold medal lawyer, (once) was upright and (once) steadfast.

All in all, very manly.

But when it comes to making dumplings, Lanhua is more charming than anyone else!

The dumpling-making posture of the Bai family is ancestral, and all orchid fingers are passed down from male to female!

"Go stir fry!"

Bai Xizhu rolled her eyes at Bai Yifan.

Bai Yifan grinned at Leng Yebai, and hurriedly went to cook.

Today, he is the chef and cooks more difficult dishes.

There is no man in the Bai family who is not good at cooking!

It was getting dark outside, and there were no fireworks or firecrackers on New Year's Eve.

Fireworks will attract mutated animals and zombies.

Since the last time Gu Diao was chased away, he never came again.

Even so, no one came out at night and all hid in the car.

On New Year's Eve, it was deserted.

Only the bus is extremely warm.

Bai Yifan showed off his skills and cooked a table full of dishes.

Braised pork in brown sauce, squirrel fish, boiled fish, braised prawns in oil...and the sauced pork knuckles that grandpa Bai Zhengxuan has always wanted, all of which are served by Bai Yifan.

All the men in the Bai family can't cook!

The fairies of the Bai family are only responsible for eating!

The aroma of the food was filtered through the oil fume pipe, and then floated outside.

The slightest smell did not spread out.

This is also for safety reasons, for fear that some mutated animals with sensitive noses will smell the scent.

Put the dumplings in the pot, and everyone just filled a large bowl.

Bai Zhengxuan took his big bowl of dumplings and got off the bus.

"Bang bang bang!"

Bai Zhengxuan knocked on the window of the garbage truck.

"Who is it!"

Uncle Wang roared outside, turned over, and continued to sleep.

"I!" Bai Zhengxuan said in a low voice, "I brought you dumplings!"

Snapped!

The car door opened quickly, and the bowl in Bai Zhengxuan's hand was instantly snatched away by Uncle Wang.

"Boom!"

The car door was closed again, and Uncle Wang locked it from the inside.

"Give it all to me?"

After Uncle Wang locked the door, he talked to Bai Zhengxuan with a smile through the glass.

He never ate this whole bowl of meat dumplings after the apocalypse.